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If ever there was a year with a theme, it had to be this one. Here’s to letting go. Here’s to new peace and piece of mind. Here’s to giving others the space to let go of things, too. Here’s to hope. Continue reading →

He can now say “mine” in a very cute way, not in a mean way (don’t worry, I know it’s coming along with the rest of the twos). It’s like, he’s actually understanding the separation of himself as a person as compared to others. He also has the cutest names for things “meow meow” the … Continue reading →

And mother’s day is still a complicated day. Last year was the worst, with people wishing me happiness on my first “real” mother’s day. This year, less talk of that, all the kids were home, we had our lovely individual outings the day before and they made me cute cards to open the day of. … Continue reading →

Found my red shoes, and I love them. Finally feeling cute as I grow more giant in the baby-growing regions. Ten-year-old (since when is she TEN!?) spontaneously tells me the best part of getting hurt a couple years back (not that she wants to get hurt bad enough to require surgery again) was being able … Continue reading →

At ten months he started walking, a few steps at a time. It was just days after the big kids went back up to Flagstaff to start school. Eleven months, and he’s giving fives, pointing to what he wants to eat, sneaking out through the cat door, clapping, and just the other day figured out … Continue reading →